ARNAV

I walked inside the washroom, it was again all white, white tiles on the wall and the floor and it was very clean, it looked like it hadn't been used at all.

I bent over the counter in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection, I could feel the anger inside me, I don't know what was happening to me, but I had been feeling a lot of different thing off late.

Like for example, seeing that Aditya guy anywhere near Khushi made me want to grab his collar and throw him out of the house, but why?

I was Arnav Singh Raizada, I dint give a damn about any girls or who their boyfriends were, it wasn't my area of concern, but with this girl, everything about her had suddenly become a concern for me and I couldn't even explain how crazy it was driving me.

I don't know why but the more I saw her and spent time with her, the urge inside me kept on growing, if this keeps on happening, there might come a day I lose control and do something stupid.

I shut my eyes and took in a few deep breaths trying to calm myself down but even with my eyes shut, all I could see was that boyfriend of hers, how he was holding her, touching her and flirting with her and I hated it.

"Calm the hell down Arnav!" I whisper shouted to myself, what was happening to me?

I splashed some cold water on my face and the wiped it off with a towel as I walked outside, why did I even agree to stay back when I knew seeing her with that Aditya guy was making me feel this way?

After being sure I was calm enough not to actually punch that guy, I walked out of her room, she had a small house actually compared to mine but it was beautiful.

As I walked back to the hall, I saw both of them seated beside each other but they weren't even talking or anything, they were just staring at their phones.

Such an idiot guy, I mean who looks at their phone when they are with their girlfriend? I wouldn't even touch my phone unless it was really important when I'm around her.

I could clearly give her a better relationship than the one she was in at the moment, and make her happier than she already was, why couldn't she notice how much I wanted her?

"Babe, I'm hungry is the food ready yet?" Aditya asked as he finally looked up from his phone and put his arm around her shoulder. Get that arm off her you idiot!

I clenched my fists tightly, what the hell was wrong with me, why was it that suddenly I had no control at all over anything, this was insane!

"I'll check it." She smiled as she stood up to go to the kitchen. This girl was too good for a guy like Aditya, he dint deserve her, he dint even know how to treat her, why did he have to send her to check the food, why couldn't he do it himself?

God! Arnav calm down, it isn't a big deal, it's her house obviously she's the one supposed to check. She passed by me smiling as she headed to the kitchen, her hand slightly brushed against mine as she walked away completely unaffected and I was left flustered.

How could just a random touch from a girl make me feel this way? She wasn't just a girl, maybe she was a magician because in the short time I've been around her, she's made me feel questionable things.

"Dinner's ready, I'm setting the table you can come sit." Khushi shouted from the kitchen, Aditya had gone back into his phone and he dint care to reply or anything so I walked to the kitchen, there were almost five servants in there, Khushi picked up a bowl and walked outside.

"I'll help you set the table." I smile as I took the bowl from her.

"You don't have to." She said.

"It's okay, I can do this Khushi, it's not a big deal." I smiled as I headed towards the table and placed the bowl there, I did a few trips back to the kitchen and helped her carry the rest of the things, once we were done setting everything she sat down and so did I.

"Thank you for the help." She smiled.

"Thank you for offering me dinner." I laughed as she continued smiling nonstop, how could someone manage to look so beautiful while just smiling like this? I mean just how?

"What makes you smile so much?" I asked.

"Nothing, just you... it's rare to see men, especially Indian men help in the kitchen. Not that there are none at all, but as far as I've encountered men in my lives, none of them ever stepped inside the kitchen unless they needed something to eat and there was no one to give it to them." She giggled.

"Well, I believe in equality." I giggled.

"Whoever's going to get married to you will be lucky, she would be lazy to cook and be like Arnav cook me this and you'll be like sure my dear wife." She laughed.

"Then you should think about getting married to me."

"I already have servants to do that work for me Arnav, I was just saying about the girls who don't have servants." She laughed.

"I know and relax I was joking." I said, well was I really joking?

Of course, I had never thought of marriage in my life and I dint think I wanted to get married ever, maybe it was because I always believed that no girl was going to be worth spending my entire life with, so unless I met a girl that could convince me into marriage I was happily single.

"This guy was complaining about hunger and now he's not coming to eat. Aditya get yourself here before I deny you food." Khushi shouted at him.

Seriously what was so important on his phone than his damn girlfriend? If he wasn't going to be careful with her he was actually going to lose her, but well that was going to be great for me, so dear Aditya please continue being a douche and be stuck to that phone of yours always when you are around her.

He finally joined us at the table and kept his phone aside, he looked at Khushi with a smile.

"Sorry, was just talking to an old friend." He said, Khushi smiled and nodded as she pushed a plate towards him, we all served ourselves food and ate silently.

Everything was fine without him, why couldn't he just disappear?

*****

After dinner and seeing enough if this romance between this two, I couldn't stay here anymore, this guy was clearly getting on my nerves so I decided to leave, it was going to be best for the three of us anyway.

I bid Khushi and him goodbye and he decided to stay back but he couldn't keep his words to himself, it was like he was indirectly telling me that he was going to stay here until tomorrow thinking I wouldn't care, why would I care?

Why did Khushi allow him to stay overnight though? I dint like the idea of it, I just wanted him to go home and leave her the hell alone.

Okay Arnav, stop acting like a jealous boyfriend, you're just working with her remember?

I got inside my car and drove off but I just couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Aditya was staying back, it was making me so uncomfortable.

All this feelings I was having regarding her were making me crazy, this wasn't me, I was never this crazy about a girl no matter who the hell she was, I mean why was I even reacting this way about her boyfriend? It was stupid and not right.

He hadn't done anything wrong to me yet I had this dislike for him for no reason at all, something inside me was changing and I dint want that.

I parked my car aside and dialed Aman's number, gladly he received my call on the first ring.

"Yes Arnav." He said.

"What are you doing? I don't care, I need a friend and you're my friend so we're going for drinks, I'm picking you up." I said.

"I won't even try to argue that we have work tomorrow because you won't listen, I'll be waiting downstairs." He said as he disconnected the call.

This is the thing I liked about this guy, he was always there when I needed him, but well so was I, I remember he woke me up at three o'clock in the morning once because his girlfriend had broken up with him, and he was crying like a baby.

Yes, Imagine Aman crying like a baby for a girl, that's why I made sure not to get attached to any girls ever.

When I arrived at his building I found him standing at the gate, as soon as he saw my car, he walked towards it and got in, he dint even ask questions so I drove to the nearest bar.